“That’s a good idea. I’ll ask him to look when he’s better.”
“If Jacob takes you up on your training offer, can I join in as well?” Finn asked Frank.
Frank nodded. “You can. I can train you together and separately. It might be worth it for you all to have training to work with your mates.”
“That’s a good idea,” Berni said. He finished his final bite of food then turned and looked at Finn. “The pack shaman has asked to meet with you.”
Finn looked confused. “Me, why?”
“On account of you being a white wolf. As far as I know, you are the only white wolf anywhere,” Berni told him.
Finn’s mouth dropped open in shock. “I’m seriously the only one?” He looked at Robbie. “I need to read more of those papers.”
“We have books in the castle library that could probably tell you more, but the shaman will help you,” Berni told him.
Finn looked back at Robbie. “How about on your next morning or afternoon off, we go and see him?”
Robbie picked up Finn’s hand and kissed the back. “We can do that. But would you not rather see him on your own?”
“Nope, I might need your help with whatever he tells me.”
“Then I’ll come with you,” Robbie assured him.
Finn turned to Berni. “Do you want to come as well?”
Berni shook his head. “Thank you for the offer, but no. I would be interested in what he tells you, though, especially if it has to do with the pack.”
“I can do that. From what I remember reading, that was something about helping the pack, but to be honest I was just focused on the shifting into my wolf part.”
“That’s understandable,” Frank added.
“I can’t remember everything. But I do remember the papers spoke about you shifting late, being born into a pack who didn’t appreciate you and treated you badly, and that you would help bring stability to all packs,” Emory told them.
“Ah yeah, I remember that bit now. It was like it was talking directly about me. But how can I bring stability to all packs?
“That, Finn, is what the shaman will tell you. The shifter world, especially, wolf packs, are going through a tough time. Rogue wolves are attacking packs all over the place and the Shifter Council is doing practically nothing to stop the attacks,” Berni said.
“Maybe the head Council representative is connected to Bishop and causing all the problems,” Ezzy commented.
Berni and Frank looked at each other. “Now there’s a thought.”
“I think we need to get Jacob to look at his father’s accounts now more than ever,” Robbie said.
“Could Cresswell not look as well? I mean, he should have access to the accounts,” Emory suggested.
“But would he know about unusual payments? Would Jacob even know?” Ezzy asked.
“I’ll have both Cresswell and Jacob look,” Berni replied.
“Then we have the start of a plan,” Frank said. “Now to the main plan, though. How do we get Aubrey to agree to raise the drawbridge?”
CHAPTER 18
Fran had long ago finished his dinner, now he was settled back in his chair, holding Jacob’s hand, and reading Robbie’s Kindle. He was reading softly aloud, hoping somehow Jacob would hear his voice and have pleasant dreams. He paused in his reading. “Don’t you think that’s weird? I mean a couple of wolves have just ripped the bad guy to pieces and apart from saying, “Oh gross,” no one bats an eyelid. Well, it’s not weird for us, but you would think humans would have more of a reaction, like maybe the sight of a shredded body made them throw up, or something equally disgusting, but nope, they just turn away.”
“Humans are weird,” Jacob said softly. His fingers squeezing Fran’s.
Fran put the e-reader on the bed and leant forward to look at Jacob. “Did I wake you? Sorry.”
